Mail Order Bride for Two [Badlands 1] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour) (9 page)

Logan’s tongue resumed licking her clitoris, building a scorching climax in mere seconds. Her nipples ached to be touched so she slid her fingers to pinch them herself. She’d become quite a wanton in a short time. The instant her fingers tugged at her aching nipples, Logan sucked her clit into his mouth. The soul-numbing release brought forth a scream from her lips and she felt Derek tremble beside her. Confirming he listened in on her climax sent another wave of the most acute pleasure in rolling through her body.

“Listening to you two makes my dick so hard I’m afraid to move for fear it will explode on the bed beside me,” Derek’s low toned drawl joined her panting as the only two sounds in the room.

Logan pulled his mouth away from her pussy and grinned. “I wondered how long you were going to pretend to be sleeping.”

“Are you two finished? I’m trying to get some rest.” His tone sounded amused not perturbed.

Clarissa pushed herself into a sitting position and her gaze caught Logan’s erection. He placed a hand on his cock and pumped a few times. Stilling his hand, he closed his eyes and paused.

“I’d like to reciprocate, if you’ll let me.”

Logan’s eyed opened wide. “What?”

“I put my mouth on you yesterday, but I didn’t make you come. I’d like the opportunity to do it again.”

His eyes glazed over and he nodded. “Okay.”

She smiled and bent forward, tucking her legs up under her. He scooted forward until his head rested at the foot of the bed. Clarissa wrapped her hand around his cock and sucked the first few inches of his wide cock into her mouth. Logan moaned as she fastened her lips around to suck. His hips pumped his cock deeper into her mouth.

“Is she sucking your cock again?” Derek sounded aroused and sleepy all at the same time.

“Like an angel because it feels like heaven.”

“Mind if I watch?”

“Nope.”

Beside her, she felt Derek shift on the bed. With her head in Logan’s lap, she couldn’t see Derek, but now knew he watched her. The very idea was so exciting her pussy pulsed as if she hadn’t already had one orgasm this morning.

She sucked Logan’s cock deeper until it almost hit the back of her throat. Hand wrapped around the excess cock unable to fit into her mouth, she squeezed the base of him and sucked deeply.

Logan suddenly stiffened and made a noise somewhere between a growl and a gurgle. A moment later his cum sprayed the back of her throat in warm release. She swallowed and removed her lips from his still stiff cock.

She sat up, leaving Logan sprawled with a seemly content expression on his face. To her left, she noticed Derek gripping his cock with one fist. Eyes glazed over in lust, veins popping in his arm, he looked about ready to climax too.

Clarissa, feeling very bold, asked, “May I relieve you, too?”

Derek’s narrow-eyed gaze found her face. He blinked. “You don’t have to.”

“Are you sure?”

He stared at her without moving and repeated, “You don’t have to.” The tone of his voice sounded beseeching as if he truly wanted nothing else in the world, but didn’t want to ask for it.

“Let me take you in my mouth. I’ll suck on you very hard until you come and I’ll even swallow every drop.”

His response was a groan. He removed his hand from his cock and she quickly bent to the task of satisfying him.

The warmth of smooth firm flesh filled her mouth again. Derek put his hand on her head spearing his fingers through her disarrayed locks as if to hold her in place to ensure she finished. Behind her, Logan wasn’t moving. Perhaps he’d fallen asleep. The thought of satisfying him into a deep slumber kicked her libido up a notch. She turned her complete attention to gratifying the other man in her life.

She sucked Derek’s wide cock into her mouth and after a few moments his hips curled in rhythm to her motion. His ragged breath the only sound in the room, Clarissa relished the power of giving pleasure. Her tongue curled around the end of his cock before she sucked his dick deeply into her mouth again and again. She maintained the grip at the base of his cock and after only a few minutes, Derek sucked in a surprised breath and a low growl exited his lips as his cum trailed down her throat in a rush. She swallowed twice and removed her mouth from him.

Derek collapsed against the bed, covers now shoved at the foot end of the mattress beneath Logan’s head.

“Come here, sweetheart. Snuggle with me a minute.”

Clarissa unfolded her legs and sidled up next to Derek. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, anchoring her to his side and promptly fell into a deep sleep. She didn’t want to sleep, but relished cuddling next to another man she loved. Loving two men wasn’t as difficult as she’d originally expected.

Derek and Logan’s attitude about this threesome sexual arrangement came across as matter-of-fact. As if the practice was as common as the soil covering the earth.

 
Today they would take her to their home. Clarissa sighed deeply in contentment and looked forward to beginning a life with these two amazing and intriguing men.

Chapter 10

Logan found it difficult to keep his hands off of Clarissa even after he’d pleasured her early this morning. After the exquisite blow job she’d gifted him with, he had wanted to curl her between them for the remainder of the day.
 
It wasn’t that he wanted to have sex with her again, but more he wanted to snuggle up, converse about everything and memorize her life story.

Derek left the room ahead of them to pick up and saddle their horses. The wagon also waited at the livery at the end of the dusty streets of Campbell’s Valley. The small bustling town, situated almost halfway between Rapid City and the Badlands along the railroad line, was handy for Logan and Derek’s ranch business. While they often traded and did business in Rapid City as well, Campbell’s Valley was an easy ride and two days closer.

The rains had been sparse this spring. Logan hoped they would remain at bay until he and Derek got Clarissa back to their ranch and settled in. While Derek loved riding in the rain, Logan did not. And especially not dragging a wagon-load of supplies along in the muddy ruts from previous wagon trips.

Clarissa hadn’t said much after they’d eaten a cold breakfast in their room and dressed to leave. He’d love to know what she was thinking. Did she need anything in town before they headed for home? Did she wish to pursue hobbies? He and Derek usually spent all their time with the cattle and horses. Until now he hadn’t stopped to consider how she’d want to occupy her time.

“Do you sew?” Logan had been searching for a way to break the ice with regard to her likes and dislikes out of the bedroom. With a firm grip on her elbow, he led the way to the town’s mercantile. Derek would load their monthly supplies on the wagon while Logan settled the account and bought Clarissa something that would make her happy.

“No. I don’t really sew, except for mending. I can mend things if you need me to. Do I need to learn how to sew?”

“No. Not unless you want to. I was just going to suggest you pick out some fabric in the mercantile.”

“I don’t need anything.”

“Isn’t there something that you just want for the sake of wanting it?”

* * * *

Clarissa had desperately wanted a home. Logan and Derek were already giving her that boon. She didn’t want to demand more. They’d provided her with her very existence.

“You can pick out anything that catches your fancy.”

An image flashed in her mind of a flower garden. Growing vegetables was likely more practical especially in the cool climate here. Flowers were simply pretty and of no particular use. She appreciated his gesture, but decided to decline his offer.

“You don’t have to get me anything.”

Logan paused a few steps from the dry goods store’s wooden door. Through the glass paned windows on either side of the door, Clarissa could see trinkets and bolts of fabric and many other household goods on display.

“What if I want to? A dress maybe, or a hat? How about jewelry or a jewelry box? Would you like to look for any of those things?”

Blood rushed to her face at the idea of him buying something as frivolous as a jewelry box. She shook her head. She only had one piece of jewelry not counting her new wedding ring. Hidden in the folds of her skirt’s secret pocket was a jeweled pin dotted with pearls nestled in fine gold filigree that had been her grandmother’s and then her mother’s before being passed on to Clarissa went her mother died. The precious heirloom that Clarissa kept hidden away for the whole of her life certainly it didn’t need a whole box to sit alone in.

A jewelry box wasn’t something she needed, but perhaps flower seeds were inexpensive.

“Well, I’ve always wanted—”

“Who do you have there, Logan?” A male voice came from the direction of the store’s front door and interrupted her wish for flower seeds.

She turned and saw a man framed in the door of the store. He was tall and thin with dark hair and dull gray eyes. The sparse and irregular facial hair in patches here and there on his face made her wonder if his barber might be angry with him.

Logan’s expression darkened. “Clyde. This is Clarissa, my wife.”

“Clarissa?” The tall man with stringy brown hair hanging in his eyes sent a quick intense gaze of inspection her direction. “My Clarissa?”

The realization that this odious stranger was the man who’d changed her life so dramatically made Clarissa angry. How dare he refer to her as “his” Clarissa after casting her aside?

She took and angry step forward. “
Your
Clarissa? How dare you? My life was nearly ruined because of you and your short attention span. You couldn’t be bothered to wait a few extra days for me to arrive and married someone else. And now you have the audacity to consider me
your
Clarissa? Do not ever refer to me as your anything ever again. Do you understand me?
 
I’m married to Logan and as such, I’m Logan’s Clarissa. If you must, you may refer to me as Mrs. Granger, but don’t bother speaking to me ever again.”

Clyde’s gaze widened in surprise as if he were too stupid to understand that his actions had impacted her very existence.

“Well now, wait just a darn minute here. I paid good money, and a lot of it, to bring you all the way out here.”

“And you think I should be grateful?”

Clyde glanced at Logan with an odd expression as if to coax another man to agree with him that she was the crazy one in this conversation.

“You abandoned her Clyde. You left her all alone at the train station after she came all the way out here for you. Not very gentlemanly of you.”

“You’re just lucky that Logan and…” she paused deciding quickly not to add Derek’s name to the sentence, “happened to be at the train station to rescue me. Or I don’t know what would have happened to me. It’s clear that you didn’t give any concern over my abandonment.”

“Clyde, you’re upsetting my wife. I’ll ask you nicely not to bother her ever again.”

 
“That won’t be a problem.” Clyde smashed his hat on his head.
 
“I don’t want to bother with her anymore. I’ve got Dora now and she don’t have such a shrewish tongue.” Without looking at either of them, he strode past them and crossed the street, headed toward the small restaurant there.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes. I’m fine. Upon reflection, I guess I should be very grateful. He abandoned me thoughtlessly, but I have no doubt I’m better off with you and Derek.”

“Thanks, honey.”

“And you’re right. He
is
an ass.”